Emily's POV
the week dragged on with the same routine. wake up, go to school, come home, and repeat. my friends noticed a change in my mood and tried everything to make me feel better but it wasn't working. "ok how about we take you shopping after school." Naomi said pushing her hair out of her face. i looked up from my tray of food and shrugged.
"talk to us girl." Terra replied "we hate seeing you like this."
"shopping sounds good, i just need to call Mrs. Logan" i responded getting my phone and walking from the table. i sent a text to her and continued walking down the hallway. She agreed to it and once the final bell rang i was in the back seat of my friends car on out way to the mall. We spent most of the time walking around and messing around in stores. It was there way of trying to cheer me up.
"Look at this shirt" Naomi said holding up a shirt to my chest "it would look so cute on you" she smiled and i shook my head. It wasn't my style. We walked back into the mall and continued shopping. As we were walking through the mall i got a text from Mikey.
Mikey: hey Em i need to talk to you can i pick you up
Me: um I'm at the mall right now can it wait
Mikey: i don't know its kind of important
Me: ok then you can come get me i will be out front
"Emily is everything ok?" Terra said making me look up from my phone. I just shrugged.
"I have to go. Im sorry guys i had fun today." I said giving them a hug before walking off. I sat on a bench in front of the mall waiting for Mikey. It wasn't long before i saw his car pull up and i walked over getting into the passenger seat. "Is everything ok?" I said as he took off in a hurry. He said nothing to me the entire way to our destination. This only got me more worried. He pulled up to my house and i saw the same car that was parked in front of my house almost a week ago. It was the lady from the foster system.
"No matter what happens i will be right there standing next to you." He said turning to me. I nodded feeling a tear form and threaten to fall. I don't want to leave. We walked in and i saw everyone with worried faces sitting in the living room.
"Emily we have some important news for you." The lady said standing up. My heart started to beat faster and i gripped Mikey's hand harder. Could she be here saying i have to pack my bags. Or is she going to say i can stay. It was a 50 50 chance that i dreaded.
A/N. Ok so short chapter i am so sorry. But i hope you enjoyed. I also hate to say this but this story will be ending soon a few more chapters -Brianna
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